A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

was born at

the one who picked

was a simple building with windows that

a cup of hot cocoa in a warm house while

individual was trapped in a room all year round, no matter how beautiful the

the window, looking outside. His thin stature made the hospital gown look

almost given up on

had lived two months longer

was standing behind him with a glass of water and

you to take the medicine,” Peter

he had not

a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must be

nose twitched when

smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and

favorite food,” Mark

But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena

to fumble in

then, he stopped and shook

thought about calling her, but he never did. It seemed it was better

I better not call her,” he

have to give

hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass of water

“Please take your medicine.

I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have a taste when you

medicines from him and swallowed them

lay on the bed, and a nurse came in to help put on the medical

was done, Mark looked

grip on his phone got weaker

to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream and

hospital where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong and

doctor had almost given up on

lived two months

glass of water

you to take the medicine,” Peter

he had not

snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must

twitched when

the Evans

also her favorite

he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia

heard this, he began to fumble in his

then, he stopped and shook his

had thought about calling her, but he never did. It seemed it was

better not call her,”

didn’t have to give Cecilia

he stepped forward and

“Please take your medicine.

buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have a

medicines from him and

lay on the bed, and a nurse came

done, Mark looked sideways at

phone got weaker and weaker until he finally fell

rare for Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This

dreamed of the hospital where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that

was much like that

him secretly for a while and call him “Uncle Mark” when she

fact, this Cecilia in his

his face, saying, “Mark, I don’t blame

point, Mark woke

hospital room were white, just like the snowy

closed

he needed to have more

cold all over his body. He felt Life without Cecilia was

gone to buy the

nurse was

home. He missed his home so

Gardon, the food Zoey cooked, and the apartment on Gamous Road, which was where he used to live

he knew he couldn’t change anything for

up as long

him, even if he wouldn’t survive and have her back… He would

was determined to stay strong

was finding it difficult to

up on the bed and started to make paper planes. He knew how much Edwin

would invent a plane when he grew up. The plane would be so fast that it would get to Czanch in a

said he wanted to go there because he missed

pale fingers trembled as he thought of

Peter came back to the hospital

had run into a snowstorm on his way, so he was practically

The pumpkin pies are still warm,” he said

he saw the paper planes Mark

paper planes and smiled at him, “Okay

of

only actually took a

was not more

mouth, he put down the spoon

eyes and

go back home and have

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him. But he could see that

ask him about it, Mark’s phone

was around 4 a.m. in

when he looked at the caller ID. For a long time, he didn’t say or

Maybe Edwin misses you,” Peter urged in a

into a

boy,”

phone. It was an international call, so

voice sounded

heard him when he said, “Cecilia gave birth to a girl. Her name is

given birth to a girl that had

Mark held the phone trembled so violently that he

brief silence, Waylen said, “Mark,

Mark closed his eyes.

take a flight to come see you next week.

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

no matter what, I hope you

emotional entanglement with

much in the first half of his life. He

Mark sniffed and

never even dared to ask

room all along, was eager to hear what had been discussed since all he’d

“What happened?” he asked.

the bed in silence. After a while, he looked up at Peter and said, “Cecilia has given birth to a baby girl. She’s been

this and he did a

said with

a good sign on the first day of the new year. And Olivia is a very pretty

in agreement and began to stroke one

wanted to fly back home

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glance would be

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